The Wrong Woman

Since Imogen had moved on, there was no need to avoid Ethan anymore.

She answered the call and put the phone to her ear.

"Hello."

Ethan said with a displeased voice, "Imogen, where did you move to? Your parents said you left with that guy?"

Imogen replied, "He's my husband, not 'that guy.""

"Where are you?"

"That's none of your business."

"Imogen!" Ethan shouted.

She knew he was angry from listening to his voice. She found it ridiculous, so she replied, "Ethan, I'm married now. It's normal for me to live with my husband. I don't owe you an explanation about where I am." Ethan said earnestly, "Imogen, you know I'm worried about you. How long have you known this stranger before marrying him? Do you know his personality? Do you really know what kind of person he is? What if he mistreats you?"

Imogen was speechless.

She surpassed her emotions as she said clearly, "Hey, you're my childhood friend, so I still consider you a friend, but that's all you are. Know your place. You have no right to interfere in my marriage.

he mistreats me or not is none of your concern. You should worry more about

blurted out, "Are you still mad that

done with the conversation, so she

that, she walked onto the

phone rang again. Seeing it

she received a text

you're still angry with me. Your revenge is successful, I regret it so much now. Imogen,

replied, "Don't flatter yourself. I don't hate you, and I don't like

bombarded her with

you're lying to

like me so

Every day, I've been thinking of divorcing Scarlett.

it anymore,

she felt at

to the supermarket to buy some meat, vegetables, and

groceries, she happily walked back to the luxurious villa with some bags in

only was he handsome, but he also seemed to

marrying him, everything had gone smoothly. Her life was getting better, and